Chris
slowly got out of bed; trying hard not to wake Brian. He was looking so peaceful;
he just didn’t want to ruin the perfectness of it all. Quietly he tiptoed
out of his bedroom, and towards the bathroom. As he entered his foot his
something, causing him almost to fall into the dark bathroom. Stumbling a
little, he reached out and felt the light switch, flipping it as he closed the
door. He looked down to find Brian’s jeans wrapped around one of his
feet. As he kicked it to the corner, a piece of crumbled paper fell out. “Should I look at it?” He
debated to himself as he picked it up. Curiosity took over and he slowly
uncrumpled the paper. What he saw made his heart stop and his stomach drop. A
sudden fit of rage consumed his body like wild fire. “Brian!” He
yelled as he rushed back towards his room. “Brian!”

“Huh?
What?” Brian said groggily.

“What
is this?” Chris said, handing the note to Brian.

Wiping
the sleep from his eyes, Brian looked at the note. Suddenly Brian was consumed
with anger as well. “What the fuck? You went through my stuff.” He
yelled looking up at Chris, anger burning in his eyes.

“It
fell out. Who wrote it? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“It’s
nothing. Really.”

“It’s
nothing? Nothing? I will kill you faggot.
That sounds like nothing to you?”

“I…it…it
means nothing.”

“NO!
It means everything.”

“Chris—”

“NO!
I can’t loose you. I can’t. I did once...I…I just
can’t.” Chris said, starting to break down.

“Baby.
You won’t loose me.” Brian said putting his hands on either side of
Chris’s cheeks and leaning down to put his nose to his. “I love
you.” He said, putting his lips to Chris’s.

Slowly, Brian rubbed his tongue
against the crevice of Chris’s lips; trying to find an opening. It
didn’t take long for Chris to be filled with a sudden urge and lust for
Brian. Surrendering himself to his sexual wants and needs, he parted his lips.
Without hesitation Brian slipped his tongue in Chris’s moist waiting
mouth; sliding it all the way to the back of his mouth.

Bringing his hand up, Chris slid
his fingertips over the soft skin of Brian’s cheek; feeling the slight
hairs of his five o’clock shadow. Moving his hand down towards
Brian’s neck, he put his hand on the back of his neck and pulled Brian in
closer. Brian pushed his body against Chris’s causing the two of them to
fall backwards; Brian on top of Chris. The feeling of their naked bodies
rubbing against each other was driving their hormones mad. Brian started to
move his body up and down; sliding his chest against Chris’s. With each
thrust, Brian brought his hard throbbing cock against Chris’s. Chris slid
a hand down Brian’s back; tracing his spine with his fingertips. As Chris
reached the bottom of Brian’s back, he slid his hands over the firm
curvatures of Brian’s ass. Pulling Brian closer into him, Chris felt his
abs being soaked with his precum and Brian’s.

Suddenly there was a loud knocking
at the door. Frantically Brian jumped off the bed and pulled the sleeping bag
that they placed on the floor over his naked body. “Chris? Honey? Are you
awake?” Came the voice of Mrs. Dornson from the other side of the door.

“Yeah.” Chris said.

“Oh ok. Sorry to wake you
early on a Saturday.” She said opening the door. “Oh Brian. I
didn’t know you were spending the night.”

“Umm. Yeah. He came over
after practice and we must have fallen asleep before you two came back from the
Tokarski’s. How was it anyway?”

“It
was good. It was good seeing them again.”

“Well.
I’m glad you had fun.”

“Yeah.
It was. But hey, I just wanted to tell you that your Dad and I are going to the
mall. So behave.” She said, chuckling.

“We
will.” Chris called after her, as she closed the door. Turning to Brian
he smirked, “looks like we will have the whole house to ourselves.”

“Yeah.”
What will we do?”

“Hmm…I
think we can think of something.” He said, leaning down to give Brian a
kiss. “Come back up here. My bed is more comfortable.”

“Yeah
it is.” Brian said getting up and sliding under the covers next to
Chris.The two of them laid there
in silence until they heard the garage door open and a minute later close.

“So…I think we were
right here…” Chris said, pulling Brian back on top of him. Sliding
his hands over Brian’s soft skin he pulled him closer; sliding his tongue
deeper into his mouth. Brian let out a moan, as he felt Chris’s tongue
slide over his; massaging it gently.

Brian
slid one of his hands over Chris’s chest; massaging his pecs. Chris ran
his fingertips over Brian’s back; sending shivers through his body. Brian
started thrusting his hips; trapping his cock and Chris’s under their
abs. Chris slid his hands down Brian’s back towards his ass; pulling him
closer. Matching each thrust, Brian and Chris could feel that their orgasms
were getting close. Sliding his tongue around in Chris’s mouth; Brian
used it to massage Chris’s tongue. Thrusting and humping each other
faster and harder, the sensation in their balls was growing exponentially.
Without warning both fired their loads at the same time. Soon their abs were
covered with warm, sticky cum.

Brian
and Chris just lay there; letting their last lingering effects of their orgasms
wear off. Suddenly Chris remembered the note and turned to Brian. “Baby?
What about the note?”

“I
wouldn’t worry. It’s nothing?”

“But
what if it is? Who you think it could be?”

“I
don’t know? Maybe Steve.”

“Or
Zach.”

“No
I don’t think Zach would do that. He felt really bad with what
happened.”

“Or
maybe it is someone else.” Chris said, thinking back at the past events
with Todd. “Could he really do
that?” Chris thought. He and Todd were friends, and he knew Todd
really well. Todd was never someone that would violently attack someone. But in
the past few days, Chris did see a new side of Todd. A side he barely knew; and
barely liked.

Chris’s
thoughts were interrupted by the loud ringing of the phone. Getting out of bed,
Chris walked across his room to pick up the house phone on his desk. It was his
parents saying that they met some friends at the mall and were going out with
them later, and that Chris was on his own for dinner. Looking at the clock as
he hung up, Chris noticed it was a little after one. The two of them had slept
most the morning and with sex, it brought them into the afternoon. With this
realization, Chris noticed that he hadn’t eaten anything all day and he
was starting to feel it.

“Who
was that babe?” Brian called form the bed.

“My
parents. They are going out tonight. Hey how about we go find something to eat
downstairs and if you want we can go out for dinner.”

“Like
a date?”

“Yes
babe. Like a date.”

“OK.
Sounds good to me.”

After
a bit of foreplay and kissing, the two of them finally slipped on a pair of
boxers and made their way downstairs. Walking into the kitchen, Chris really
realized how hungry he was as he made his way to the freezer. The only thing
that looked appetizing was a box of Hot Pockets.

“What
about these?” Chris asked, holding up the box.

“Barbeque.
My favorite.” Brian said.

“OK.
These it is.” Chris said, walking towards the cupboard. Opening it he
took out two plates and put both Hot Pockets on one plate and put it in the
microwave. As Chris was watching the flaky bread crust slowly start to cook,
Brian snuck up behind Chris and wrapped his arms around him. Sliding his hands
up and down Chris’s muscular chest and abs, Brian leaned in and started
to kiss Chris’s lower neck. With small kisses, Brian made his way up
Chris’s neck; stopping every once in a while to playfully suck on his
sensitive neck. Reaching Chris’s ear, Brain slid his tongue over his
earlobe before gently nibbling it.

“I
love you.” Brian said seductively.

“I
love you too.” Chris said turning around to bring his lips to
Brian’s.

The
microwave beeped and Chris went to get the Hot Pockets; putting one on a
different plate for Brian. After the two of them finished eating their lunch,
Brian decided he better go home and shower. They agreed for Brain to drive of
to Chris’s and the two of them would drive to Michelangelo’s
together.

At
seven forty-five, Brian arrived at Chris’s house. As soon as Brian pulled
up to the driveway, Chris stepped out. Brian could not help but stare at Chris;
he was absolutely gorgeous. Wearing a tight dark blue button down, it perfectly
accented Chris’s well sculptured muscles. His hazel eyes shone like two
pools of honey. It was something Brian notice- whenever Chris was happy his
eyes were a bit lighter. As Chris got closer Brian noticed that Chris’s
semi hard cock was straining against the fabric of his tight jeans. Looking
over at Chris after he got in, Brian smiled and reached down and playfully
grabbed Chris’s cock. “Someone excited?”

“Shut
up.” Chris said, leaning in to kiss Brian.

After
a brief makeout session, Brian started the car and pulled out of Chris’s
driveway. Coming to a red light, Brian held out his hand and Chris interlaced
his fingers with Brian. “I love you, Brian. More than anything.”

“I
love you too.” Brian said, smiling.

The
two of them sat in silence, their fingers still intertwined; just enjoying each
other’s company. Within twenty minutes, Brian pulled up in the parking
lot of Michelangelo’s.

The
restaurant was a scene out of Italy.
It had tan colored pillars with vines snaking around them. Right outside the
door was a fountain; a miniature copy of the Trevi Fountain. Walking inside the
elegant golden double doors, Brian walked up to the hostess and told her that
they had reservations for two. She told them that they would have to wait a few
minutes as their table was being prepared. Brain started looking around
noticing random pictures on the wall. One caught his eye and he walked over to
it. “Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi :Piazza
Navona” read the placard underneath the picture.

“You
like it?” Chris asked, standing behind Brian.

“Yeah.
I always wanted to go there.”

“Well
maybe one day we can.”

“Like
together?”

“Yeah.
If you put up with me that long.”

“I
think I can put up with you for a long time.”

“Good
evening. My name is Carlo; I will be taking care of you this evening. This way
please.” He said in a faint Italian accent. Once they were seated, Carlo
gave them their menus. Carlo came back after a few minutes and took their drink
orders.

“What
are you going to have?” Chris asked, studying the menu.

“I
think the five cheese baked ziti. You?”

“Haha.
You sure?”

“Yeah.
Asshole.” Chris said, sticking his tongue out.

After
ordering, Chris knew that he had to talk to Brian about the note. He just
didn’t know how to do it. He wanted to be there for Brian but at the same
time he did not want to pressure him into saying anything.

“Babe?
Are you ok?” Brian asked.

“Huh?
Yeah. Why you ask?”

“You
keep scrunching your brow.”

“Oh…well…It’s
about the note.”

“Well
what about it?”

“I
think I know who may have written it.”

“Really?
Who?”

“Todd.”

“Oh.
How do you know?”

Chris
filled Brian in on everything that happened with Todd for the past few days.
Brian just sat in silence and listened to what Chris was saying. “Could it really be Todd?”
he thought.

“Well,
what are you planning on doing Chris?”

“I
think I might just have to talk to him.”

“No
you can’t…you—”

“Sorry
to interrupt but your food is ready.” Carlo said, bring them their food.

“You
can’t.” Brian said, once Carlo had left.

“Why
not?”

“You
might out yourself?”

“I
was thinking about that. I don’t want to keep living a lie. I want my
friends to know me and like me. For me.”

“But…but
what if they don’t?”

“I
hope they do. I mean look at Alexia, she knows and she is part of the reason
why you and I are back together.”

“I
know. But still look what you could loose. Your friends. Your soccer team. You
would throw away a scholarship before you ever had one.”

“I
don’t think I am that good.”

“Bullshit.
You know you are. Hell there are scouts after you already.”

“But
none of that matters. All that matters is you.”

“Aww.
But what about your parents. You saw what mine did. What if they do the same
thing? It’s not worth it. It’s not worth loosing you over
this.”

“You
won’t.”

“Then
don’t come out. Not just yet at least. Please.”

“Ok.
For you.”

“Thanks.”

The
two of them ate in silence for a second as Chris thought over everything Brian
had said. In a way he was right, but he just wanted to be free. To accept the
part of him that he knew he could never change. But if it meant loosing Brian,
he wouldn’t risk it. Throughout the dinner the two talked about random
stuff and just enjoyed each others company.

After
dinner the two decided to go back to Chris’s and watch a movie. However
as they pulled up to Chris’s driveway, they saw the person that would
drastically change both of their lives forever. As soon they saw her, both
their smiles turned to an instant frown and Brian’s stomach dropped.

“What
the fuck are you doing here?” Chris yelled stepping out of the car.

“Well
fuck you too.” Sarah said with a venomous tone.

“Seriously
what the fuck do you want?”

“Well
isn’t this nice. The fag boy is here. What is he with you?”

“Sarah?
What do you want?”

“Are
you two together? I thought you loved me?” Sarah said stepping forward;
she wrapped her hands around Chris. She pulled him in and put her lips to his.
“I love you.” She said after breaking the kiss. Chris could smell
the alcohol on her breath.

Brian’s
stomach turned over and over, as he thought back to the night of the party. The
night of Chris’s betrayal. Fear and anger coursed through his body like
poison. His head started spinning and he was having trouble breathing. Shutting
his eyes, he tried to calm himself down. As he opened them he saw Chris push
Sarah back.

“I
do not love you.” Chris hissed. “What do you want?”

“I’m
pregnant. With your child.”

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Author’s Notes: First, please Email me at: ryrywntsu2@yahoo.com for any comments, suggestions, etc.
Also check out “Jake and David”, “Struggle to See Each Other
Again” and “My Little Turtle” my other stories on here under
the High School section.

Secondly, John once mentioned an
idea that I am proud to finally see come to fruition. I have decided to start a
yahoo group for all you readers out there. There you can post your stories of
coming out, advice for anyone coming out. Advice
on being gay, thoughts on the world and life in general. I
encourage you to join, and I encourage any straight supporters to join as well.
We live in a “crappy” world at times, but at least we can make a
small change in it.